Raine POV
No matter how fast I moved or how many times I twisted out of its reach, the creature only grew more savage. Its claws sliced through the air, missing me by inches. Every dodge sent the rope beneath me rocking violently, the candle in my hand flickering like it was seconds away from dying.
The crowd below was a blur of faces and noise screams, gasps, shouts. My pulse thundered in my ears. My arms burned from trying to balance, my throat raw from breathing too hard.
“Stay away!” I shouted, my voice shaking as I tried to steady my feet. The candle’s flame wavered dangerously. “Stay away from me!”
The creature’s eyes glowed through the mist faintly blue, ghostlike, and full of hunger. It hissed, low and guttural, like the sound of metal being torn apart. Then it lunged.
I jerke
